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Monthly Archives: June 2012

I go to the movies probably 1-2 times a year. I saw The Avengers this year. I will probably see The Amazing Spider-Man and The Dark Knight Rises. That’s 2 more than I saw in the theater last year.

I love movies, so why don’t I see more in the theater? The same reasons as everyone else: it’s too expensive (there’s no way soda is $4.00 for 16oz. Ever.), people are obnoxious (cell phones, talking, etc.), and you can’t pause it to use the restroom.

Movie theaters, like a lot of other concepts – television, radio, shopping malls – had their day, but in today’s landscape are a bit irrelevant. What would TV be like if it were invented today? Would there even be commercials? What would the movie experience be like if it were invented today knowing it had to compete against Blu-Ray, Netflix, Hulu, iTunes etc?

My guess is that the movie theater would have the best screen/projector technology available. It would have the best sound, the best seats, the best food, and would be reasonably priced. In fact, like a baseball game, maybe you could even bring your own food. It certainly wouldn’t be stained seats, loud teenagers, poor quality audio/video and high priced food.

Maybe I’m a hater, but I’m pretty sure if you’re over the age of 30 you’re no longer a candidate for skinny jeans. Even if you’re a rock star.

After I turned 30, I started asking myself questions like, “am I too old to be listening to this music?” or “am I too old to be dressing like this?” Funny thing about turning 30, you don’t really think you’re old as much as people younger than you think you are old. A daughter of a friend unfriended me on Facebook the day after I turned 30. She said I was old now.

I asked some friends the same questions I was asking myself. The reponse was varied, but overall they concluded that people should feel free to dress how they want, and listen to whatever music they want. As long as they’re doing it for legit reasons, and not to maintain their youth. That’s called posing.

By the way, I’ve never worn skinny jeans and, now being over 30, never will.

Remember that word? Gleek. No, I’m not talking about someone who watches Glee. I’m referencing that odd way of spitting.

I hadn’t thought of that word in like 15 years. Until the other day while I was talking with a co-worker and I gleeked right in the middle of the conversation. It was totally obvious, and hilarious. I had no problem remembering what it was called either.

That’s the point. Stuff like that, it sticks with you. I have no idea why but it does. I think most businesses would KILL to have that kind of memory space reserved in consumers. No one intended gleeking to catch on or stay relevant. It was just a name giving to that specific kind of spitting. It was accidental.

If you’re not familiar with this type of “music” then you’re lucky. Allmusic.com defines Dubstep as “tightly coiled productions with overwhelming bass lines and reverberant drum patterns, clipped samples, and occasional vocals.” In short, it’s not awesome.

Seriously, it’s like Dubstep is mad at the dance floor. It’s dance music for angry kids. Oh, and they do this silly dance called shuffling. Ugh.